go You got to sing like you don't need the money Love like you'll never get hurt You got to dance like nobody's watchin' It's gotta come from the heart
Chorus You got to sing like you don't need the money Love like you'll never get hurt You got to dance like nobody's watchin' It's gotta come from the heart
Tulkojums: Guy Clark. Nāk no sirds.
go Chorus You got to sing like you don't need the money Love like you'll never get hurt You got to dance like nobody's watchin' It's gotta come from the heart
Hear that old tune come driftin' down the hall Trying to put a stop to clock on the wall Free flowin' free flown Lord mama how that old thief time carries
We get high on the lake then we float down the river Get off on the backroads get lost in the woods Very deep in the heart of uncertain Texas I tried
me For the master has come back, I'm mad wid it For the master has come back For the master has come back For the master has come back For the master
youth you know! Wew! [Chorus] For the master has come back Gong the originally Run for the grand finale mi inna mi Clarky-Wally For the master has come
(Guy Clark/Susanna Clark/Jim Janosky) Eight years old with a floursack cape Tied all around his neck He climbed up on the garage He's figurin' what the
WRITERS RODNEY CROWELL, GUY CLARK I drove all the way from Storyville on a midnight Memphis run From Bourbon Street to Beale Street straight up Highway
musical kump [Demoz:] The colosseum fiending, screaming "Demoz! " They could see the pour-up from Europe to Lehigh (Yeah) When they see I'm coming they
sayin things like blud and nang and other ghetto words that you hear about my size but you wont hear them on the streets thats my lines so when you hear
[Klashnekoff] K k lash ya rasclat neck off I'll split you in half like a gun blast from Lennox Hotter then flammable rocks From the manor when man are
from the heart I used to freestyle with Cam, Ma$e and 'Gruff at the Mart (Waddup?) Crack rocks and a tennis ball, go when the D's come Sheek, Jada and
